[Greek Mythology] Dangxiu Tai traveled through ancient Greece

"Should we wait for Hades and Hestia?" Poseidon, holding a trident, stepped forward and said.

"Hestia won't come, she never likes this kind of thing." Demeter, the goddess of agriculture with a friendly face, shook her head.

"Then Hades?" The eyes of the gods turned to Hermes, the messenger god who often went in and out of the underworld.

Hermes laughed dryly, "Well, I haven't been to Hades since what happened last time."

Flores' heart moved, and she listened carefully to their conversation.

"Does Hades still miss that young man?" Poseidon smiled playfully, and changed the subject, "Hermes, I heard that young man is very beautiful, so how is it compared to Xioni?"

Seeing all the gods cast their gazes over, and even Xioni seemed to be listening carefully, Hermes groaned secretly in his heart. If Flores was said to be more beautiful, he would definitely offend Xioni severely. Saying that Xioni is better than Flores, if Hades hears the news, he will definitely let Thanadus come over and beat him up, and it won't do to offend anyone.

The indifference of Hades over the years has given him enough to understand how much Hades valued Flores.

Hermes cursed the reckless Poseidon bitterly in his heart, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he smiled and said, "There is no comparison between Xioni and Flores. Flores is a young man. Slender and beautiful, just like a flower in full bloom, it shows the unique beauty of youth; Xioni is a handsome adult man, as deep and resolute as ice and snow. Each has its own beauty and is incomparable."

Flores listened to Hermes' evaluation of her juvenile and adult beauty with a cold face, and she didn't want to express anything at all.

The Greek gods all have this style of painting. No wonder Europeans and Americans will believe in God in the future.

"What you said made me want to meet this boy." Aphrodite looked at him with interest, "Where is that boy now?"

"I went to Kephesos for the first time after the incident happened, but I didn't see him coming home. Even if he is the son of Kephesos, he shouldn't be a god of longevity," Hermes shrugged. , I felt sorry for the beautiful Flores for a moment, then took a look at the God of Ice and Snow, and sighed: "Shortly after Flores left the underworld, the earth was covered in ice and snow. Hades has been looking for it for a long time these years. According to his news, I speculate that he may have died in that ice and snow."

Apparently, Hades thought the same way. Over the years, not only had Thanadus frequently walked on the ground, but he had even left Hades several times, looking for Flores and Xioni at the same time.

In the heart of Flores himself, Xioni, who was listening, Flores died in the ice and snow caused by Xioni?Hermes's brain hole is really good, you can learn from it.

But speaking of it, thanks to his hard work and seclusion in the Caucasus Mountains these years, this allowed him to perfectly avoid the eyes of the underworld.

"The old things can be put aside!" Ares, the god of war, slammed his fist on the table impatiently, and said loudly: "So will Hades come? When will we start to punish humans?"

"We can ask him now." Zeus raised the Thunder Scepter in his hand.

The golden electric light emitted from the top of the scepter gathered in the air, and a black translucent figure appeared in the light.

Hades sat on the throne, leaning on the armrest with one hand and raising his forehead, half-closed his eyes, his face was expressionless, and his voice was tired and impatient, "Zeus, what do you want to do?"

"Aren't you going to attend the trial and sanctions against humans? Hades."

"I'm not interested in your boring game of destruction." The king of the underworld raised his head, glanced sideways at the gods in the projection, and said coldly, "Don't come to me if you have nothing... Who is that?"

His eyes turned to a striking white figure among the gods, and his expression gradually became gloomy.

Flores' heart sank, was he recognized?

Hermes, who understood the pass, took a step forward and introduced with a smile: "This is the god of ice and snow, Xioni, who is invited to attend Olympus this time and participate in the sanctions against mankind."

"This is the sword of Flores." Hades ignored his accompanying smile, his cold green eyes fixed on the twin swords hanging on the waist of the God of Ice and Snow, and then his piercing eyes fell on the opponent's face , with a gloomy face as if he was about to kill, "Sure enough, you killed him."

Xioni Killed herself Flores: ... Oh shit.

The gods present were quiet because of the stagnant and icy atmosphere, silently watching the confrontation between the two.

Floris's thoughts changed sharply. Even if Hades is only projecting and can't hurt himself now, it is obviously unwise to provoke the hostility of a king-level main god. Although Hades is low-key, there are many gods in it, not him now He could afford it, so he said coldly: "I have never seen the Flores you mentioned. I picked up these two swords."

"Floris attaches great importance to his weapon, and it is impossible to abandon it." Hades was unmoved, his expression was not inferior to the other's coldness, "At that time, the ice and snow you set off swept the earth, Flores There has been no news for many years, and he must have died in that ice and snow."

Flores couldn't refute this. When he returned to the ground, he caused extremely frozen ice and snow. In a place he didn't know, many lives must have been annihilated. Flores, who escaped from the underworld, was so weak in front of the gods. , and has not appeared for many years, disappearing in the ice and snow is the greatest possibility.

He thought about it carefully, and tried his best to get rid of the crime (handsome pot), "Everything in the world ebbs and flows, when there is prosperity, there will be withering, when there is light, there will be darkness, when there is new life, there will be death, and the underworld is born because of this. And I complied with the law of nature, was born together with ice and snow, and brought extreme cold to the earth. During this period, life will inevitably disappear. Ice and snow already imply the attribute of death, which is beyond my control. If Your Majesty wants me to The lives that disappeared in the ice and snow are responsible, so should Thanadus, who has harvested countless lives, be responsible first?"

Hades was irrefutable, and his pale face was extremely gloomy.

Flores saw that the direction of the matter seemed to run counter to what he expected, and Hades' mood deteriorated significantly, so he stopped as soon as he saw it, and changed the subject, "Why is His Majesty Hades angry, the underworld accepts the soul of the dead, then If the boy named Flores dies, he will definitely enter the Hades."

Hades almost gritted his teeth and said, "His soul has never been to Hades."

Of course he wasn't dead yet?Into the underworld.

Flores smiled coldly, and the dazzling and compelling smile almost dazzled the eyes of the gods, "My ice and snow only buried cockroaches, but never devoured souls."

Hades frowned, which was also what he was faintly worried about.

If Flores' soul is still wandering on the earth and does not want to enter the Hades, the earth is so vast, where should he go to find him?

"Have you finished your business?" Poseidon suddenly intervened in the conversation between the two, and looked at Hades dissatisfied, "Hades, if you don't want to participate in this matter, don't waste our time, it will delay It's been a long time."

Hades ignored him, and took one last look at Flores, and the whole figure disappeared together with the projection.

"Then, let's start now." Zeus walked out of the hall with the gods, and looked at the ground covered by a piece of black ash under his feet. It was the various negative emotions and evil desires released by Pandora, which had been deeply implanted in human beings. heart and soul.

"Let me start first!" Poseidon, who had been waiting for a long time, raised a wild smile, holding a trident, and set off raging waves, rushing towards the earth.

Apollo drove the chariot of the sun into the clouds, and Zeus cast lightning to prevent Oros, the god of the east wind, and Zephyrus, the god of the west wind, from appearing, and Notos, the god of the south wind, blew dark clouds and heavy rain to sweep the earth.

Flores watched the earth turn into a vast ocean in the great flood and thunderstorm, the houses were washed away by the flood, the crops were submerged, and human beings struggled to survive in the flood.

Humanity, which Prometheus worked so hard to protect, is facing destruction.

The surrounding gods either looked at everything on the ground with indifference, excitement, or pity.

At this moment, Flores seemed to have an illusion that it was not a group of living human beings who were suffering the catastrophe on the ground, but weak ants.

When people see the ants being attacked by the rain and their homes destroyed, they will just glance at them coldly and sigh at most, instead of extending a helping hand to save the ants from the rain.

Human beings are to gods, just like ants are to human beings. Once these ants feel that they are an eyesore under the nose, they can be killed in an instant.

"Xioni, what are you in a daze for?" Ares, the god of war, was dissatisfied with not being able to consume these humans by initiating a war. You made a move, and Zeus asked you to come and watch. Let us see how far you can do it!"

Ares has an arrogant and irritable character, and his words are even more contemptuous and contemptuous. However, the gods did not stop him at this moment. They looked at the beautiful god of ice and snow, waiting for his next performance.

Flores understood the meaning of these gazes.

The gods treated him only because of his appearance, as if they were treating a beautiful flower. People would appreciate the beauty and fragrance of the flower, but they would not treat the flower as an equal. Like to pick at will.

In this incident, if he did not show absolute power, he would only be regarded by the gods as an empty vase with a beautiful appearance, which could be plundered and played at will.

He looked at the desperately struggling human beings under his feet in the flood with a blank expression.